Rebeccus Farcis

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Vacation, Trains and Delhi

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Vacation, as is said, is never sufficiently long enough. A remarkably drab end to my earlier vacation, as I vividly recollect, came about with self expelling a rather comfortably seated, highly educated The Hindu editorial reading Malayalee chetta, who, at the precise moment of reckoning (the moment when I felt I had to sleep and this bugger had no intentions of vacating my rightfully reserved upper berth) would speak no Hindi or English – only Malayalam. Another indelible peace of memory I carry from this trip is my chance encounter with a dozen or so girls – all looking rather tough and weather beaten, carrying a hockey stick each, not for self defence as I later realized, they were the Chattisgarh women’s hockey team. I was returning home from a rather long Diwali vacation, and only a diistraction of the order of Preeti Sabharwal could lighten up my fading spirits, these gals were more of Chui Muis. Alas!

A warm welcome in Bombay awaited, early that morning I reached there, a divine message from a dear friend buzzed in my mobile: “Dude, Delhi awaits”. Delhi Ho Only, who’d give us the tickets. None of the trains listed on that revolutionary new design of IRCTC would reflect anything optimistic (one doesn’t exactly get inspired by a Wait List 161, does he? Especially considering he has to start in 2 days.).

Tatkal, as a Dishit puts it, the utility that keeps the nation healthy; by waking up a part of the populace by 4 am to head the queue at the reservation counter; the lazier part of the population has to wake up by 7 30 am, leaving itself sufficient time to switch on the their laptops and login into their IRCTC accounts (on the sidelines of their beloved facebook accounts of course). Fervently hoping that IRCTC does not crash, by the time you get to the point of keying in your personal details – name, age and sec, you realize the true population of India, more precisely, the ones who wish to travel in that same train as yours.

All seats exhausted, you look around and realize all’s not lost, not yet. There is ONE train with a few seats and avaiable statistics don’t imply towards the junta chasing it. Thanking one’s stars and everything up above, you proceed booking tickets in it. One moment after you key in your payment details, you realize the catch.

Punjab Mail is, by far, the slowest train to Delhi – all trains take some 17 hours to get there, this one takes full 26. Life!
End of it all, left with no other option, no other train, a fortune already spent on the tickets and no practical way of recalling it, one reluctantly takes the train. Am on it now, somewhere around Nasik, in the august neighbourhood of an elderly gentleman trying to flaunt his new mobile phone, the speakers in it to be more precise, with a choice of songs most sane people consider irritable, at 10 at night, left with a depressing prospect of reaching Delhi only by 9 at night tomorrow, one does tend to dig deep into his reserves of writing to keep his sanity at appreciable levels.


Written by Srinivas

November 19, 2010 at 1:23 pm

Posted in Fun

6 Responses

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  1. So you finally reached??

    Now with that long journey, am wondering what is in store for your return journey 😛 Do u have ticket!!

    And yes, I know very well how it is!! the IRCTC website!! 😦

    Should i mention – Enjoy in Delhi! 🙂


    November 19, 2010 at 2:35 pm

  2. lolz 😀
    think you can better this after your journey back to mumbai 🙂


    November 24, 2010 at 10:29 am

  3. Oh srini!
    Such hopelessness that I can completely relate to. I hope you had an awesome vacation and I would be looking forward to reading about it on this space.


    December 8, 2010 at 8:09 pm

  4. Had a nice read! waiting for the update on ur trip to Delhi 🙂



    December 10, 2010 at 4:50 pm

  5. is this the same trip I m thinking it is???

    Sumit Kishanpuria

    May 7, 2013 at 4:13 am

    • Yeah! Same trip! You were around. 🙂


      May 7, 2013 at 4:15 am

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